from behind, from between her thighs. Someone else reached under her and fondled her tits. She was coming, a long, steady flaming orgasm that blazed through her entire body and made her vagina spasm around the finger probing it. The blond boy began to come, and she sucked and sucked and sucked on his penis as it jetted into her mouth. Instead of trying to ram the organ down her throat, she held just the knob of it between her lips, stroking it with her tongue, letting the hot cream pool in her mouth. Breathing through her nose, she let the come collect in her mouth until it threatened to spill out. Only then did she swallow the heavy load. She made sure its owner saw her do it. She cleaned his prick out, sucked hard on it, drew the last drops of semen out of his penis. It gave one last feeble quiver, then began to shrink and grow soft. She cleaned it carefully with her tongue before releasing it. Then, dislodging the hand in her cunt, she sat up. Her ass came down on Danny's head before he could get away. He had been peering up into her crotch as he explored it with his fingers. The redhead had been toying with her breasts as he watched her suck cock. Half an hour later Jan was showering, alone. As the sensuous streams of hot water poured down over her body she recalled the orgiastic afternoon. She had six loads in her cunt, and three in her belly. It had been quite an afternoon.
She wondered if her father had ever experienced anything like it.
Thomas Benton
Daddy's Own Sweets
CHAPTER FIVE
Harry opened the door. He was startled to see Mary Kay Anders standing on the front porch. Involuntarily, his eyes raked over her lush, round figure. She was wearing a bib halter and cut-off jeans, which were as tight as a second skin. “Hi, Mr. Chambers. Is Jan home?” Harry shook his head. Cripes, the girl was built like a brick shit house. “No, I'm sorry, she isn't.” “When is she likely to be back?” Mary Kay asked. “Could I come in and wait for her?”
“Come on in,” Harry said reluctantly. “I was watching a ball game on television.” “Don't let me disturb you.” The way her full breasts shifted and joggled under the thin material was hard to ignore. It was one of those strange rigs that tied behind the neck, and the back. It constantly threatened to let her boobs pop out. They shifted around inside it provocatively. The roll of her full ass in the tight jeans would have aroused a eunuch. Harry stumbled over to his chair and curled his fingers around his can of beer. He tried to drown in it, and drained it quickly. His mind was far from the ball game on the television. “I'll get you another,” Mary Kay told him. “Okay if I have one?” “Uh, yeah, sure. Thanks.” Harry tried to get his mind back on the ball game. He didn't mean to watch as Mary Kay bent over to look in the refrigerator, but he couldn't stop himself. Her well-rounded bottom was straining her jeans to the danger point. He was suddenly embarrassed about the state of the kitchen. The breakfast dishes were still on the table. When Mary Kay started back with two beers, he couldn't help watching as her breasts joggled invitingly under her loose top. When she bent over to hold his beer down on the coffee table and pop the top, he thought her breasts were going to fall right out. He could see her nipples, the soft material was molded so lightly to her lush, round mounds.
She took a long time, opening her own can of beer after she had opened his. Then she came around the table and sat down close to him on the couch. “Who's winning?” “L.A.,” he answered, hoping they still were. He hadn't really paid attention to the game since Mary Kay arrived. She used one hand to lift her heavy, dark hair from the back of her neck, then scratched the back of her head. The motion of her arm lifted and shifted one heavy boob in an incredible circular motion. When she brought her hand back down, she let it rest casually on his thigh. His cock swelled. He felt he should move her hand off him, but didn't. “Hot today,” she commented.
“Very,” he agreed. “Makes me wish I was naked. Do you like being naked?” “Uh…” “It's so cool being naked,” she went on. “I love the feel of nothing but air, all over my body. It's a very sexy feeling. Does Jan go around naked a lot?” She didn't wait for an answer. “My family goes around, naked a lot. I sleep naked, and when I get up in the morning, I just walk downstairs the way I am, and have breakfast that way. Some days I go around naked all day, from morning until night.” Harry was sweating as heavily as his can of beer.
His mind was full of images of Mary Kay nude, eating, walking, sitting. “I've got very big breasts,” Mary Kay continued. “But I don't need a bra at all. I'm glad-'cause that way I can get away with wearing almost nothing when I go out. Sometimes I wear just a thin dress, and nothing at all underneath it. I can feel the air go right through the cloth, touch me between my legs and everywhere. It's a neat, almost naked feeling, even while I'm in a crowd. I brush up against men and can feel how warm they are. I get really hot that way.” “Uh, I don't know when Jan'll be back,” Harry stammered.
“That's all right,” Mary Kay said easily. “I don't mind waiting.
Besides, she's a girl. What would it matter if she saw me naked?”
“Huh? I don't…” “I'm going to get naked, Mr. Chambers,”
Mary Kay announced. “You've seen naked girls before, and I don't mind you seeing me naked. It's too hot to have all these clothes on.”
Leaning forward, she set her beer on the table. Her back to him, she lifted her heavy hair and exposed the tie at the back of her neck.
“Would you untie me, please, Mr. Chambers?” she asked softly.
Harry leaned forward like he was in a trance, and undid the knot.
She held the halter against her breasts with one hand. “Do the one on my back, too, please,” she asked politely. Harry did. His heart was hammering and his cock was throbbing. The baseball game was completely forgotten. Mary Kay's back was very tan, very smooth, very soft, and very alluring. Sitting back, she casually removed the bib that concealed her breasts. Harry wheezed stupidly at the sight of her huge, perfect boobs-full, rounded, with large areolae, and pert, erect nipples. There were triangular pale patches from where her bathing suit had covered her. Mary Kay didn't stop. She unbuttoned the big brass button at the waist of her hacked-off jeans.
She ran the zipper down, and pale skin, then dark hair, came into view. Hooking her thumbs in the waist of her now loose pants, she lifted her hips and shoved her jeans down and off, completely exposing herself to him. She sat back, and propped her feet up on the coffee table. Her legs were graceful, curvy and full, yet not fat. Her thick black bush huddled between the tops of her thighs. Her belly was lushly rounded. Because of the way she was sitting, her breasts did sag a little-but not unattractively. After taking a drink of beer, Mary Kay set the cold can on her pubic bush. Harry watched as she eased her thighs apart and worked the can down between her legs, twisting and turning it, blatantly stimulating herself. It was an insane situation. There he was, fully clothed, sitting next to a naked eighteen-year-old girl while she masturbated herself with a beer can.
Still working the beer can against her hairy cunt, Mary Kay drew her knees up slowly and let her thighs open even farther. Her nipples were rock hard. “So-o hot!” Mary Kay purred. Still working the beer can against her pussy with one hand, she slid the other over into Harry's lap and squeezed the thrusting tower of his cock. Then she deftly unzipped his fly and exposed his bulb-capped penis. Her hand looked very small curled around his master prick. A few wisps of black pubic hair had escaped with his organ. She pumped her hand up and down on his phallus. A thick drop of lubricant spilled down over her fingers, making them slip sensuously along his hot flesh. She smeared his meat with the slippery fluid. The purple glans shone brightly with a high gloss. Setting her beer aside, she twisted and turned and straddled Harry. Her open cunt was directly over his cock. Her full breasts were inches from his face. He buried his head in the soft, delicately scented valley between her boobs. Turning his head, scraping her soft skin with his whiskers, he groped around for a moment, then located one of her nipples. As he sucked on it, he felt pubic hair around the head of his cock, then hot wet flesh. She sank down on his prick, and his meat was engulfed by her vagina. She settled down on him until the full length of his cock was in her body.
She moved, up and down, up and down. The friction of her hot vaginal walls brought his prick to the flash point in moments. She felt him coming and jammed down on him so he spurted his thick waves of come deep into her belly. She milked him with her vagina, but he knew, even as he jetted his sperm into her hole, that she had not come. She had brought him off with deft skill. And Mary Kay was part of the crowd Jan was running around with? Harry was suddenly terribly uncertain of his daughter s innocence. “Now it's my turn,” Mary Kay said, lifting off him. His cock drooped out of her pussy, dribbled thick fluid onto his pants. She lifted higher, and higher, and
